Hello, dear readers and followers. I contribute to Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) every second week, and I’m delighted to share that my latest poem,“A Global Suntan,” appears in the new issue. You can read it by following the link below. >> A Global Suntan – Coffee House Writers
Hello, dear readers and followers. I contribute to Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) every second week, and I’m delighted to share that my latest poem,“Uluru, Kakadu, Kathmandu, and Xanadu,” appears in the new issue. You can read it by following the link below. >> Uluru, Kakadu, Kathmandu, and Xanadu – Coffee House Writers
The journey begins — a lone bird rising through the misty avenue.
Hello, dear readers and followers. I contribute to Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) every second week, and I’m delighted to share that my latest poem,“Is My Horizon Unreachable?” appears in the new issue. You can read it by following the link below. >> Is My Horizon Unreachable? – Coffee House Writers
Some moments arrive with a kind of stillness that asks you to look a little longer. Today, the sky was crossed with dark, wiry lines and the slow sweep of wings, each moment carrying its own quiet message. As I followed those shapes toward the brightening horizon, a poem began to form — unplanned, but insistent — rising out of the light which was beyond my reach.
Beyond the last pylon, let the music carry you the rest of the way toward that unreachable light.
I am extremely proud and humbled by the acceptance of four of my poems by the amazing Susi Bocks, Editor‑in‑Chief at The Short of It. They are “hot off the press” and released for publication today.
A sky full of turning light — a fitting doorway into my four poems published today on The Short of It. >> Ivor Steven – I Write Her
Two quiet moments from my own walks — small reminders of how light and flight keep finding their way into my words.
Ivor Steven
PUBLISHED ON June6
Scaling Time
Beyond time Is there another world to find? When time returns Will there be a different mountain to climb?
Inside out
Fortresses and walls. Inside, we cringe and crawl.
Outside, we see only winter and fall. Beyond the bricks -who heeds our call?
The Writers
Tired eyes lose sight Ink flows at night
But still they write Ink becomes their light
A Moment In Time
Between the descending sun, And the hessian horizon, There is a shimmering twilight zone — Instinctively waiting at the bottom Of the doorway’s causeway, For that designated time When every definitive moment Emerges into a second.
And now, let the light carry these moments a little further — inside it all, the music finds the same quiet pulse that shaped these poems
Hello, dear readers and followers. I contribute to Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) every second week, and I’m delighted to share that my latest poem,“Living in the Shade,” appears in the new issue. You can read it by following the link below.
This week’s piece was shaped quietly at my café table, with late‑day light drifting across the floor and Portugal. The Man’s live performance of “Shade” echoing through my headphones — a fitting companion for a poem about those left waiting in the dimmer corners of our world.
Let this song cast its own soft light across the shadows we carry.
Only posted on my site on June 1st, submitted the next day, and published yesterday — a beautifully swift and heartening response from Spillwords.
I’m absolutely ecstatic to share that my poem “Between the Moon and Clouds” has been accepted and published in Spillwords Magazine this week. My heartfelt thanks to editor Dagmara for selecting my piece — her support means the world.
You can read the poem on Spillwords by clicking the link below, and if you feel moved to, you’re welcome to leave a 💗 for the article:
Please note: the featured image above was kindly supplied by Spillwords Press.
Between the Moon and Clouds
written by: Ivor Steven
They say the world is changing, but the moon cannot stop frowning, while nature is unerringly hurting, beneath our fettered feet.
Between the worried moon and the settling clouds, I perceive a loud rumbling sigh from beyond the deep blue sky.
In one ferocious breath, Thor decries, “Beware of the ground’s ringleader’s lies about the Earth’s visible demise, and hear the crust’s cries with your own eyes.
Ivor Steven was formerly an Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, now retired. He has had numerous poems published in anthologies and online magazines. He has 2 self-published books, “Tullawalla” and “Perceptions,” and is an active member of the Geelong Writers Inc. (Australia) and an appointed writer for “Coffee House Writers” magazine (USA).
Just days after first sharing these thoughts on June 1st — born in that quiet space between day and night — Spillwords welcomed the poem into their pages with a wonderfully swift response
Featured Image Above:The image is a photomontage of a dim, muted horizon, and a crow flying above the horizon (which is the glued-on piece)
Hello, dear readers and followers. I contribute to Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) every second week, and I’m delighted to share that my latest poem,“Climbing Time,” appears in the new issue. You can read it by following the link below. >> Climbing Time – Coffee House Writers
The day’s soft edges — a wavering line, a lingering bird, a fallen quill — all found their way into the poem.
Somewhere beneath the melody, the climb keeps unfolding.
Haiku from around the world now resting in Japan’s premier literary museum — a milestone worth celebrating.
This morning brought extraordinary news from Gabriela Marie Milton of Literary Revelations Press — news worth celebrating. Learn more about Literary Revelations Press: >> https://literaryrevelations.com
The Museum of Modern Japanese Literature in Tokyo has officially accepted four Literary Revelations anthologies into its permanent collection:
Petals of Haiku
Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku
Haiku and Tanka: Lull, Harmony and Power of Japanese Art
Haiku for Soulmates
Thanks to a thoughtful presentation by Literary Revelations’ Artist in Residence, Hikari, the museum recognised the depth and authenticity of these global haiku voices. Their decision reflects a growing appreciation for international expressions of Japanese poetic forms.
For Gabriela, for Hikari, and for every contributor, this is a moment of genuine pride. These books will now rest in Japan’s premier literary institution — preserved for future scholars, poets, and readers.
As a contributor to both Tranquility and Haiku for Soulmates, I’m deeply honoured to be part of this moment.
Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku
Let the music settle softly over the moment — a quiet echo of everything worth celebrating.
In keeping with this week’s ‘Bird’ theme, today’s Throwback Friday poem (originally written in May 2023) is drawn from my third book, Until Eyes Hear Sound. It appears as a poem in Chapter 1: Little Creatures and the Birds
Bird on a Ladder
I am a blackbird on a circus ladder Singing about how the world is feeling sadder Or should I sing, “becoming madder”
Here on the last rung, I stand Below, I see a treeless land Above, I hear a breathless sky After the show, I untangle my necktie And I ask you why “Does it matter, when I leap, what route do I fly?”
“Let the music spin the world’s madness into something we can still sing about
Hello, dear readers and followers. I contribute to Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) every second week, and I’m delighted to share that my latest poem,“I’m Quietly Flying Around,” appears in the new issue. You can read it by following the link below. >> I’m Quietly Flying Around – Coffee House Writers
There’s a peacefulness in flying alone for a while, until the friendly and noisy Corellas swoop in to remind me I’m never truly by myself up there.
A small song to keep me company while I’m quietly flying around.